Soul's POV:
Maka was hit. Her stomach was slashed open. The wave-length had gone right to her soul. And she hadn't woken up sense. I had run through the streets of Death City to get to Dr. Stein and Mrs. Marrie. I left the Kishin soul behind. That didn't matter to me. When I had got there, I ran in screaming. When they had taken her; I sat and cried when they told me to wait outside. I had been outside for a few hours when Mrs. Marie opened the door. "Soul-" She began. "Is Maka, okay!? Is she alive!?" I interrupted her. Her face softened in understanding. "Soul, she's fine... but... come in and see yourself." I nodded and fallowed her into the room. Maka was lying on a bed wrapped in a white gauze to stop any bleeding that may have occurred. All of her minor cuts where covered up and dressed. She looked cute like that. Professor Stien turned around. "Ah, Soul. Good to see you again." I looked at him with my blood red eyes. "How's she doing?" I said, trying to remain calm. Cool guys remained calm when the love of their life was hurt... right? Stien smiled softly. "She's fine. All that's left is a scar from where she was cut. In fact, most of it was healed up before you got here. All we had to do was check for other wounds. I didn't listen to anything else. I stopped listening at 'scar'. "A Scar!?" Stien smiled slightly. He slowly removed the gauze on Maka's torso. He finally finished unraveling it. The area where she was cut visible. The part where the kishin had hit her stopped right before her breast. I blushed madly at the thought I was seeing Maka's upper half with no clothes. It was now only a faint scar, that looked very similar to mine from our fight with Chrona. I shivered at the thought. Not because I was hurt so badly. Because I had almost lost Maka in that fight. "Stien, will that scar stay there?" I asked. I didn't want her to have a scar to remind her... to remind me, that I could't protect her that time. "Well-" Stien began. "It will eventually fade. But only if we have someone treat it everyday... but I don't think that Maka wants me to rub my hands over her everyday..." Stein said, laughing. I looked at him. "Can't she just do it herself?" I asked. "Well, no. He won't be able to see every area she needs to get. You won't mind doing it, will you? You are her partner." For some reason I was very aroused from thinking about this. And I began to blush again. "It's not that I mind..." I began, but I was interrupted by a groaning that came from Maka. Who was lying on the bed. She was waking up.
Maka's POV:
My heart fluttered as my eyes opened. Soul was standing near me. Soul. Oh for the love of Lord Death, the Kishin soul was starting to take effect. My heart pounded, and I got all sweaty as I looked at Soul. I blushed so hard, my face felt like it was gonna burn off. I felt my soul wavelength, it was overwhelming how much love was projecting form it. I got a hold of myself, and stopped the wave-length from reaching Soul. Making my cheeks loose their heat, my face going back to its normal color. "Hey, tiny-tits." Soul said with his shark-toothed smile. I couldn't help but blush and giggle when he said that. Then to cover up, I have him a weak Maka Chop. I couldn't bring myself to hit him really hard. I decided that it was because I was still recovering. I sat up, a sharp pain going up to my chest. I cringed, and fell forward. Soul caught me. I felt his warm skin brushing against my cold skin. I looked down at myself, noticing I was half naked, and I blushed fiercely again. "Hehe, careful Maka. Don't want you falling and getting knocked out cold again." He said with sarcasm in his voice. I looked up to see him, he was blushing almost as bad as me. My heart beat, and I leaned closer to his face. It was the lust. I wanted to kiss him si bad. It took every fiber of my being to contain it, and hold it back. When I finally regained my senses, I pulled away quickly and sat back on the bed. Soul laughed slightly. "You're so cute when you do that, Maka." I blushed yet again, for about the tenth time sense I woke up. "Soul-" I started. "Yea, what's up?" I scratched the back of my head awkwardly. "Did you get hit by the wave-length from the Kishin?" Soul shook his head. "Don't think so. I don't feel any different. What about you?" Before I could answer, Professor Stien interrupted us. "Maka, glad to see you're awake and doing well." I nodded. "Yup. Thanks professor." He tilted his head. "It was really no problem. In fact your body really did all the healing by itself on that scar on your chest there." I tilted my head in question. "Really- wait, a scar!?" I looked down at myself. There was a faint, but very visible scar stretching across my torso. I put on a scowl. "Great." Soul put his hand on my shoulder. And lifted up his shirt just enough so I could see the start of his scar. "It's okay, now we match." He winked at me. Me heart skipped a beat. Stien interrupted us yet again. This time I was grateful. "Well, that won't be for long. Maka, you can get rid of the scar... however, you need someone to rub the medicine on it. Soul would be more than glad to do it for you." Oh for Death's sake. Now I wished he didn't interrupt. Soul turned to me. "If you're okay with that... that is." I smiled at him. "Of coarse, I'm fine with it." Really, I wasn't... not until this wavelength wore out on me anyways... don't get me wrong, I kinda wanted him to do it... but I'm just worried that I'd get too carried away and do something I'd regret later. Stein gave me a weak smile. I think he knew what was going on. Than he vanished from the room for a few moments, leaving me and Soul in a awkward silence. I stared into his beautiful crimson eyes, and got lost in them. Than I shook my head when I felt the professors soul enter the room again. He held out a bottle of white liquid to Soul. "This is what you need to rub onto her scar. In four to five weeks time, you can stop and it should be gone, if it runs out; come see me." Soul nodded. "Right. How many times a day should I put it on?" Stein pondered the thought. "I would say twice. Once in the morning, once at night. If you start running low, just do it once at night." Soul nodded. "Right. Are we free to go?" Stein smiled, and motioned to the door. "Of coarse. I expect you know where the door is?" Soul gave him his cocky toothed grin. "Hehe. Of coarse. Maka, let's go." He said holding a hand out to me. He helped me up, but to my surprise, he didn't let go as we walked out the door. He didn't let go when we walked from the building. And he didn't let go the entire time we walked back to our apartment. And I was silent the entire way. Holding back the urge to kiss him and tell him I loved him. Everything was perfect, besides the fact of this wavelength. Could this be a dream? As I felt Soul's hand release from mine when we finally reached the door to our apartment, decided that it wasn't. Because good dreams like this... they always ended. And this, is far from ending.
Soul's POV:
I didn't know what I was doing. I original held Maka's hand to help her up, but I felt myself not wanting to let her go. So I didn't. She still hadn't answered if she had been affected or not by the Kishin. I'm assuming the answer was no. Or... maybe she just didn't love me. I did see her blushing allot though. But, that could have been because she was dehydrated or tired. Didn't matter. I would tell her that I loved her soon. The problem was thinking of a way to do it. I had tried writing poems. I had tried writing a story, I even tried planning a date. But nothing seemed to be like the right place to actually tell her I loved her. I scrunched up my face, and pinched the bridge of my nose as me and Maka walked into our apartment. Maka went to the kitchen as soon as we walked in. "I'm going to make dinner. What do you want tonight?" She said cheerfully. I widened my eyes. "Oh no you don't. I'm going to order pizza tonight. You're not cooking. Go and rest." I ordered. She gave me a weak smile, and kissed me on the cheek. I stiffened. She seemed to think that I was uncomfortable... when really, I was just surprised. She seemed like she was surprised at herself for even doing it in the first place. She placed her hand to her fragile lips.
Maka's POV:
"I'm so sorry." I said. I felt so stupid. I let my guard down for a second. And for one second, my soul took control and leaned forward. Damn the Kishin. Soul blushed, and laughed it off. "Hehe. It's okay, Maka. Now what type of pizza do you want? I kinda want peperoni, but we can do a half and half pizza if you want." His face was so red, his eyes almost seemed to blend in. I laughed. It was cute that I made him blush so much by a simple kiss on the cheek. "Nah, peperoni's fine. I'd rather cook though." He pouted. "I'll let you do the dishes." I let out a sigh. "Soul, you don't need to use dishes for pizza, they give you paper plates." He nodded and laughed. "Exactly. I want you to relax." I laughed. Soul could be a really sweat guy sometimes, and that's why I loved him.
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Author's Note:
Hey guys! Okay, so I know this is slow, but some major romance is coming up soon with Maka and Soul. It's gonna get smokey, let's just say that. ;)
There's a reason I had Soul put on Maka's medicine, I'll leave you to figure out as to the reason why. xD
Anyways, I'll update the entire thing later ASAP. I kinda rushed writing this chapter cause I was working at my school when I was writing it. But I hope you liked it anyways. -LeaCarosella